NCCnovel Chapter 541 Shattering the Core to Form a Nascent Soul
Chapter 541 Shattering the Core to Form a Nascent Soul
"Using blood as a guide, to capture the soul and stabilize the spirit."
The pitch-black thunderclouds swirled above Xue Lan's head, eventually transforming into a massive vortex that faintly glowed red, drawing in all the surrounding lightning and slowly coalescing it.
Shang Xun, who had been eating Xue Lan's pastries, stopped what he was doing and turned to Xue Tong to speak:
"What did she do to offend Heaven that it holds such a grudge against her?"
Xue Tong looked at the thundercloud with great anxiety, her hands nervously twisting together, completely unable to reply to him.
"This junior is unaware. Please rest here for a while, senior. I will be right back."
Xue Tong left these words and flew towards the direction of the lightning tribulation, but after only two steps, his path was blocked by a pale blue demonic aura.
Shang Xun's light and carefree voice reached the girl's ears:
"It's no use you going."
Xue Tong turned to look at Shang Xun, her beautiful eyes filled with anger, but she dared not speak out.
Xue Lan is not by her side now, and if this Fusang Demon Lord wants to extract her soul again, she has no way to do anything about it.
Shang Xun was delighted to see the girl's clearly angry but hesitant expression. The young man raised his hand, conjuring a water umbrella above their heads, and spoke with slightly narrowed eyes:
"Cultivators who contend with Heaven for the Dao are destined to face such a calamity. Moreover..."
The young man's tone rose slightly:
"She did more than just defy the heavens."
After hearing this, Xue Tong's worries deepened. The girl stared at the terrifying cloud vortex without saying a word, silently praying that someone would save Xue Lan.
Unfortunately, Shang Xun guessed her thoughts.
A tender, soft branch appeared in the young man's hand, from which two leaves slowly flew down and headed towards the cave deep within the War Puppet Mansion.
Xue Tong's pupils contracted.
The cave dwellings that Zhan Kui Mansion arranged for Ling Yuanzi and the others were in that direction.
"Senior!" Xue Tong demanded sharply.
"Do you really have to exterminate them all?"
"To exterminate them all?" Shang Xun gently raised his eyes to look at her:
"How can it be considered a complete extermination? That's Xue Lan. He's just a Nascent Soul stage cultivator undergoing a Heavenly Tribulation."
Xue Tong was speechless after hearing his words, feeling a mix of anger and frustration.
Shang Xun was right, that was Xue Lan.
But she is just...
Looking at Xue Tong, Shang Xun seemed to recall some distant memory and said gently:
"Don't rush, wait patiently."
After saying this, Qingqing lightly waved the branch in her hand, the branch, wet with spring rain, pointed towards the black tower not far away, her emerald eyes filled with pure joy:
"Little fox, come out."
"Junior Fengdu Tushan Yan greets senior."
Xue Tong saw a pale pink figure slowly appear in the rain and bow to Shang Xun.
It was Tu Shan Yan.
Shang Xun looked Tu Shanyan up and down: "She's a talented little fox."
"Unfortunately, the spiritual energy of the lower realm cannot support your fusion with the Nine-Tailed Fox."
Tu Shanyan's eyelids twitched slightly, and there was a hint of wariness in her eyes as she looked at Shang Xun.
When a fox breaks through to the tenth realm, it needs to merge its nine tails into one, a fact rarely known in the lower realms.
The woman's palms felt slightly numb, and she bowed to Shang Xun again:
"Senior, are you a demon lord from the upper realm?"
Shang Xun shook his head, a hint of helplessness in his voice:
"The passage between the upper and lower realms has now been sealed off by an extremely arrogant adult, so that not even a fly can fly down."
"Besides, I am not a demon lord."
The Demon Lord's words are sincere and truthful.
However, Tu Shanyan clearly did not believe him and continued to speak to him respectfully:
"Senior, I have been entrusted with a task and I need to keep an eye on the person undergoing tribulation."
The young Taoist priest pointed up at the faintly blood-red vortex of clouds, and a heavy pressure immediately fell upon Tu Shanyan:
"That was divine punishment. Juniors at the ninth realm would be of no use except to incur the hatred of heaven and earth."
"There are six tribulations in total for the Nascent Soul stage, and five of them have already been completed. Just wait here."
On the plains west of Xie Cui City, a scorched earth lay. Xue Lan's fiery robes were tattered, and tiny bolts of lightning swirled around the strange, bluish-red flames.
The lightning bolts, like twisting little snakes, crawled toward Xue Lan's heart, earning only a contemptuous sneer from the woman.
"Chonglou!"
He gently called out to the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map on his body, and the golden cloud patterns on it began to twist and turn, eventually transforming into a light golden mist that drifted to Xue Lan's heart. When it dispersed, it actually turned into a nine-petaled golden lotus.
Standing tall and graceful, with its branches and leaves unfurling, the lightning that had been trying to rush into Xue Lan's heart began to retreat downwards, entering Xue Lan's dantian and coiling around that fiery red golden core.
The spiritual root merges into a pill, and when the pill shatters, an infant is conceived.
"Click."
"hiss!"
A faint cracking sound came from her dantian, and Xue Lan gasped in pain.
A woman's weak voice echoed in her mind: "I think blocking pain sensation now is a good plan."
The inner demon within his sea of consciousness, unusually, did not drink tea, but instead stood outside the octagonal pavilion, gazing at the grey-blue sky above:
"If you want to preserve this paper-thin body, you are destined to be unable to shut down your sense of pain."
Xue Lan thought this person was really boring:
“I was just saying, you don’t have to take it so seriously.”
"The core-shattering process is about to begin."
The Spirit Gathering Cauldron, which was originally meant to supply spiritual energy to the formation, appeared before Xue Lan in an instant. A continuous stream of spiritual energy poured into Xue Lan's dantian as if it were free, assisting the tiny lightning bolts in constantly impacting the golden core.
The cracks on the golden core multiplied, and the outer layer shattered piece by piece, revealing a tiny, semi-transparent figure curled up inside.
The little figure was Xue Lan's current form. The well-behaved girl had her eyes closed, and a pair of soft, white wolf ears grew on her head.
Although she knew that her spiritual root would be affected to some extent by the residual ice spiritual root from her previous life, Xue Lan still found it hard to accept.
"Is this right?" Lord Wolf asked his inner demon with utter despair.
The inner demon coldly said, "I don't know if it's right or wrong, but whatever you do, don't let Xue Tong see it."
Xue Lan: My inner demons and I always reach a consensus in strange places.
"Never mind, I've already reached the Nascent Soul stage anyway." Xue Lan skillfully calmed herself down, then, despite the excruciating pain of her shattered Golden Core, she circulated the spiritual energy dissipating from her body and slowly approached the still-sleeping Nascent Soul, peeling off the remaining pieces of the Golden Core one by one.
The inner demon looked at her suspiciously: "Can't you just wait for it to fall down by itself? Why are you so idle?"
Xue Lan spoke coolly:
"You've been constantly attacked head-on by Xue Tong; you don't have any cunning."
"What kind of scheming do you need to overcome a tribulation?" The inner demon gritted its teeth in anger.
Xue Lan sneered: "Ever since I came into this world, Heaven has never given me a fixed number of lightning strikes."
"When calamity strikes, lightning will surely follow."
Xue Lan slowly looked up at the sky...
The enormous, dark cloud vortex stopped spinning, and four jets of black lightning slowly converged towards the center, then intertwined and transformed into a gigantic hand that reached for the sky, slowly slamming down towards Xue Lan.
Lord Wolf rubbed his temples wearily.
"Here it comes!"